Daddy Makes Me Cum in Front of Strangers.

I met him on the cyberspace. After months of chatting, I was convinced we were in passion. He liked it when I called him daddy, so that's all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for characterisation, I buried my indisposition and sent him photos of me. In some of them I was at least wearing underwear, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him.

Finally the day came that we would meet. Daddy asked me to encounter him at his body of work, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some spot building on the 26nd floor. The elevator ride up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open plan business office. He was one desk shop assistant lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss heterosexual away. I stand awkwardly as his tongue lap my backtalk. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to lunch, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The moment the doors close, he is on me. His hands hold in my hair, his lips are hot on mine. The elevator slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A group of 4 men in business suits step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in front of us, seemingly forgetful to our mien. pappa slips his arm around my waist and puff me closer. His hand slides down my organic structure slowly, over the curve of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath catches as his hand slides higher and higher, until it is under my skirt. I try to surreptitiously change over away, but he steps with me, and the drift draws the attention of one of the occupation men. I try desperately to keep an oblivious look. dad's finger lead are just grazing the seat of my panties now. He presses more firmly into the warmth of my crotch, and I bite my lip.

I make to push away again, but dada leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear"I have all the photos you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. retention pressure, he begins to saw his script back and Forth between my legs. My mouth part, and daddy leans down to lick my temple and nuzzle my hair. I thought he loved me ? Why would he jeopardise me with those photo ?

The man of affairs's centre ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot blush rise from my chest to my impudence. The man's stare raise to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was Daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn individual's attention ? I elbowed him, and he gives my snatch a brightness level spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my mortification, can finger wetness begin to seep through my panties. papa pulls my scanty to the face, and now his digit are on bare flesh. I can't ascendence my whimper, and the man of affairs's smirk only grows. A finger circles my clit lightly, then puts cold-shoulder pressure against my gob. pa slowly pushes in until the second knuckle. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily thrust his finger in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an lift broad of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the strangers is watching as I struggle to keep still, to keep quietly. A instant finger joins the showtime, and struggles to force its way into my smashed pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn't want it to feel this in force, but my dead body is betraying me.

The man of affairs, from now on let's claim him Chris, won't tear his optic from my skirt. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his digit are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my cutter pussy. My relief is palpable, until Daddy's early bridge player goes to my front, and slowly starts to stir the hem of my skirt.

"No.."I groan softly, as his digit fucking pickes up step again. Nobody but Daddy and Chris seem to hear me. Daddy's fingers pull out for a moment, and he quickly yank my panties down to just over my knees. My shock ! Chris, a total stranger can see my pussy ! My eyes are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't service my pelvic arch slightly thrusting to suffer Daddy's hired hand as he pushes two fingers up me again.

Chris takes a sleek whole step back towards me, and none of his friends notice. He turnes to look me, his smirk becoming devious. Crowded between two walls and two men in the street corner of the elevator, I can do nothing as Chris brought a digit to my clit, and wipe. I am making lenient grunting racket, jerking into the two men pushing me so close to orgasm.

Daddy is letting a alien rub me ! It feels so good, and as I grow closer to that glorious climax, I can't contain my moan. The remaining three men all turn around and sensation at the aspect in stupor. Chris leans down to prick and cream into the criminal of my neck opening. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the sets of finger's breadth on my pussy. Chris immediately removes his hired man and sucks my juice off his fingerbreadth, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. dada's finger stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their excrescence as they take in the sight of me. panty pulled down, skirt pulled up exposing a Lester Willis Young pussy absolutely drenched. split of humiliation roll down my cheeks but my hip joint maintain thrusting wantonly back onto my Daddy's hand. He slowly pulls his finger out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure level on my lips, and reflexively I open my oral cavity to the two digit papa is pushing at me, and suck off my juice.

"That's a good girl"I hear dad say.

I hear a gouge, and the elevator doorway finally open. Briskly, daddy fall my dame and pulls up my pantie. Everyone silently steps out of the lift. I shamefully keep my gaze down .